Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 69

Emma's POV

I woke up to my head throbbing in pain. I groaned, trying to get up. But I noticed my hands were tied tightly to the bed frame. Despite my struggles, the rope tied around my wrists became tighter. I started to panic when I realized I had been kidnapped. I could have snapped the ropes apart if I were stronger, but because I was an omega, I could not do it. I'm sure my capturers knew already. I blinked, trying to adapt to the dim surroundings. I was unable to see anything correctly.

"H...hello? Who is here?" I stuttered anxiously. I gulped. I'm going to have to be brave if I want to get out of here.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" I yelled at the top of my voice. Which was a big mistake because I broke into a coughing fit. My throat aches badly, but I wasn't going to give up.

"Is anyone there? Answer me! Why have you brought me here? "Why have you brought me here?" I screamed.

"Keep quiet and stop shouting," a deep voice ordered. I glanced in the direction of the voice. A towering silhouette stood at the front of the bed, peering down at me.

"It's good that you are awake. We can both enjoy ourselves and forget this ever happened," he said huskily. His words and voice were like bugs crawling on my skin. "Who are you? And why are you doing this?" I asked nervously.

"We don't need to know each other's names. Let's just get this over with," he said, coming towards me.

"Stop this madness right now. You...what are you planning to do?" I asked cautiously, folding my outstretched legs. My heart was pounding fast, but I did my best to hide the impounding fear and dread surging in my heart.

"Stop feigning ignorance. You want this as much as I do," he said, brushing his hands along my thighs. I slapped them shut tightly.

"Please stop. I don't want anything. Just let me go, and I promise I won't say a word about this," I pleaded. He tried to touch my leg, but I kicked his chest hard with my tied legs. He was wearing a mask, and I could not see his face. I could only feel his lusty glaze on my skin. A dangerous aura shrouded the figure of this strange man, which made me feel exceptionally unsettled.

"Listen to me, you dumb b***h, it's either we do this the easy way or we do it the hard way. Either way, we still end up doing it," he whispered harshly. He tugged at my shirt roughly; the buttons snapped out of their holes, making my bare skin visible to his lusty glaze. I felt dirty. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes.

He grabbed my breasts, kissing me roughly. I bit his lips until I tasted the strong metallic taste of blood spread on my tongue.

"Ahhhh!" he screamed and slapped me. He grabbed my hair, and I whimpered.

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I guess you want this the hard way," he said coldly. I suddenly felt a sharp piercing at the back of my neck. My gaze met his cold one before I blacked out.

I awoke with a start. I glanced around the room, only to see the sun setting from the window. I glanced around the room, and I was alone. Suddenly, the images from earlier flashed across my mind. I checked my clothes, but everything was intact; there was no sign of ripping or struggling.

I got up and picked up my bag. I didn't feel any aches in my body at all. Was I dreaming about what happened last night? I definitely am not. I'm still in the same room as earlier. I looked around for anything that could help me understand what happened, but the room was completely empty. Although I didn't know what happened after I passed out, I almost got....

I blinked back the tears that threatened to flow down my cheeks. I didn't even have the courage to say the word out loud. I walked out of the door, and I was right. It was a hotel. Maybe the receptionist will be able to identify who brought me here. "Hello, ma'am," I said politely to the receptionist. She looked at me nonchalantly without responding to my greeting.

"I was wondering if you knew how I got here last night," I asked curiously. She continued to stare at me.

"Ma'am?" I called out to her uncomfortably.

"Young girl, how am I supposed to know how you got here? You are done with what you came to do, right? Then go back home," she said, looking disgusted. I immediately understood who she thought I was.

"I'm not like that. I just have a situation that I need your help with. Please, ma'am," I pleaded.

"Leave. I have other customers to attend to," she said dismissively. I glanced behind me to see people. They were staring at me like she was. Judging me from my appearance and where I was at the moment, I ran out of the hotel with tears in my eyes. How am I ever going to replace that strange man?

If nobody believes me, I'm sure the triplets will. I wiped my tears from my eyes with a smile on my face. I should run home immediately and tell them everything. I ran towards the packing house, and when I got there, it was very quiet. I pushed the door open gently before walking inside. I stopped when I saw the boys sitting in the living room with Hailey.

"Good evening," I greeted them. But nobody responded. Hailey was glaring angrily at me as usual, so I was not expecting her to respond. But the boys were behaving strangely. They didn't even look up at me. The atmosphere was making me really uncomfortable. "Is something wrong?" I asked worriedly. I had wanted to tell them about what happened, but I can't anymore. Not right now when they are looking all moody.

"Where are you coming from?" Julian asked coldly.

I looked at him in surprise.

"Why are you sounding like this? Did something happen?" I asked.

"Answer the question," Philip said without looking at me.

Something is definitely wrong. Should I tell them about what happened? I gulped.

"Actually, I'm coming from that hotel downtown."

"Actually, I'm coming from that hotel downtown."

"It's good that you said the truth, w***e. You left this house yesterday only for you to go and w***e around. You know, I always knew you were a cheap girl. I just didn't know you could stoop so low," Hailey said viciously.

I stared at her in shock. Is she on good terms with the boys now? If she were not, she could never have been so bold. And why are they not saying anything about how rudely she spoke about me? Her words repeated in my head. I've been home since yesterday. Was I unconscious for that long?

"I didn't realize I was outside for that long. It really was not my fault. I was kidnapped...

"I knew you would come up with a sad story to gain our pity, but your tricks don't work on us anymore," Hailey said, cutting me off. The boys continued to sit silently.

"Don't listen to her. I was kidnapped on my way home from school yesterday. You have to believe me; I woke up this evening," I explained pleadingly.

Hailey laughed out loud. "You really want us to believe this rubbish of yours? Here, watch this and tell me who it is," she said, tossing her phone toward me. I caught it, staring curiously at the phone. I took it from her hands and pressed play. I covered my mouth in shock when I saw the video.

"So, tell me "Miss, I got kidnapped". Who is moaning and asking for more in this video?" She asked while circling around me. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I saw the video. I knew there was a reason why I could not remember anything. He had drugged me. I brushed past Hailey, standing in front of the boys.

"You have to believe me. I was kidnapped and drugged last night," I pleaded.

"Who is it in the video?" Julian asked.

"Julian, please...

"Answer!" Philip yells at me. I flinched.

"I'm the one on the video. But...,"

"How could you, Emma? We trusted you, and you broke our trust so easily. Have you always been this kind of person?" Philip asked, sounding hurt.

"I didn't do any of what you saw willingly. He forced me, and the person who recorded it didn't send you the video of how I struggled to run away. He drugged me," I explained nervously. Now I realize that this is all a set-up to ruin my life.

"You didn't look like you were struggling. You seemed to be enjoying yourself," Julian sneered, and I gazed at him, shocked.

"Julian, Philip, are you really saying all this to me?" I muttered, wiping a lone tear that had fallen from my eyes. I glanced toward Alex, who had his head bowed all this time. He was back to his cold and aloof self.

"Alex? Please say something. You believe me, right?" I asked him. He raised his head, and I stepped back in shock when I saw his bloodshot eyes. He was glaring at me dangerously.